Against the bitter cold wind, Long Xiaofeng stepped on the snow, walked alone, and walked in the direction of Mount Meru.

"Young master, you can't go to Mount Meru, you'll die if you go. There are snow beasts and monsters rampant, how can you go to that kind of place? You can't go! Young Master, if you want to go, I'm an old man......."

Long Xiaofeng's ears were still echoing with Taber's whimpering blood and tears, and an indescribable desolation and sadness surged in his heart.

"Tabor, I don't want to do that either! I have to take this step now, don't you understand?" Long Xiaofeng muttered to himself.

The majestic and tall Mount Meru stands hundreds of feet ahead, and the mountain is snow-white and covered with a thick layer of snow. Under the vast sky, the wind howled, and the angry cold wind kept raising the snowflakes on the ground into the sky, making the whole heaven and earth present a white and vast scene.

Long Xiaofeng couldn't help but tighten the black cloak on his body, and although the clothes he was wearing were very thick, he still felt the cold on his body. He remembered the family emblem he had taken from the altar, the white jade spirit dragon, and couldn't help but reach into his arms.

The white jade spirit dragon has a crystal clear body, and the dragon's head is attached to the dragon's tail, coiled into a circle. At first glance, it is not much different from ordinary jade ornaments. But Long Xiaofeng still saw a flash of blue and blue brilliance from that faint moisturizing aura.

"Bai Yu Linglong, will you bless me safe?" Long Xiaofeng muttered to himself, "Right now, I am dependent on you for my life, if I die in this snowy mountain on this trip, you will also be buried here, with me by your side, will you feel lonely?"

Long Xiaofeng touched the body of the white jade spirit dragon, looked at it for a moment, and once again hid the white jade spirit dragon in his arms, stepping on the snow with firm steps, like the peak of Mount Meru.

"As long as I live for one day, I must not give up, only by harvesting the snow dragon crystal, the spiritual power of the white jade spirit dragon will not disappear, and the dragon clan can gain a foothold on this snowy continent, only in this way can I get the opportunity to cultivate the spirit god and become a real spiritual cultivator, then a kui warrior, a holy warrior, and until the immortal venerable. Long Xiaofeng thought to himself, "Even if I can't become an Immortal Venerable, I want to become a holy warrior like my father." ”

The wind seemed to be stronger, and the whistling sound became more violent, and the dragon howling wind faced the cold wind like a knife, allowing the cold snowflakes to hit his face, but he didn't even blink an eye.

"No matter what, I want to climb to the top of Mount Sumeru, even if I die in the snow valley, or even be eaten by snow beasts, I must not back down, this is the only way I can take now. Thinking of this, Long Xiaofeng's teeth bit his lower lip tightly, and because he was too hard, a thin line of blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, but he himself was unaware of it.

Suddenly, there were several low roars from the snow valley on the left, and there was a threat in the sound. Long Xiaofeng hurriedly stopped, stretched out his hand and drew his long sword from behind his back, and at the same time looked to the left, only to see two snow wolves baring their teeth and slowly pressing towards him.

Long Xiaofeng saw that the two snow wolves were chest height with him, and they looked very mighty and majestic, so he hurriedly raised his sword in his right hand and protected it on his chest. At that moment, a snow wolf rose into the air and pounced on his throat. Long Xiaofeng hurriedly swung his sword and slashed directly. The snow wolf's reaction was extremely sensitive, and when he saw the sword, he made a turn in the air, easily avoided the long sword, and then followed by another snow wolf who also pounced, and the two snow wolves attacked in a row.

Long Xiaofeng wielded his long sword, slashing left and right, not allowing the two snow wolves to get close, while not stopping to retreat, slowly retreating to the height of the snow ridge. He followed his father to learn martial arts since he was a child, and his swordsmanship was much higher than that of children of ordinary age, and his shots were swift and sharp, and the two snow wolves could not take advantage of anything for a while.

The long sword in Long Xiaofeng's hand was a sword left to him by his father, sharpened like clay, extremely sharp. The two snow wolves also seemed to know that the sword in his hand was powerful, and they didn't dare to press too hard. After fighting for a while, Long Xiaofeng gradually comprehended the attack rules of the two snow wolves, as well as the direction and posture of the pounce. Often one wolf bluffs, and the other wolf takes advantage of his sword swing to suddenly find a gap, which is the most difficult to resist.

After Long Xiaofeng realized this, he had an idea, and he had already made a plan, and hurriedly sped up a few steps and retreated to the top of a snow ridge. At this time, a snow wolf broke out again, and Long Xiaofeng swung his sword and slashed directly. His sword seemed to be fierce, but when it was slashed, it only took three points, and he deliberately pretended to be unstable, and fell forward, and the other wolf pounced on him desperately.

Long Xiaofeng was waiting for this, and with a sharp backhand sword, he slashed straight down, splitting the snow wolf that pounced on him into two pieces. Seeing that his companion was dead, the other snow wolf bared its teeth and rushed towards Long Xiaofeng desperately. Long Xiaofeng swung his sword and slashed down. The snow wolf fell from mid-air, blood gushing out from the wound, and after a few twists of the body, it didn't move.

Long Xiaofeng wiped the sweat from his forehead, "It's just two low-level snow beasts, they are already so cunning, fortunately I met two just now, if three snow wolves attack together, how should I deal with it?" Thinking of this, his palms were full of cold sweat.

Long Xiaofeng wiped the blood from the long sword on the snow wolf's corpse, and then inserted the long sword back into its scabbard. After fighting for half a day, he suddenly felt tired and weak, so he sat on the ground and took out dry food and water from the package behind his back.

After eating and drinking, Long Xiaofeng felt that he had strength in his body, and he looked at the top of the mountain in the distance, except for a piece of white snow, he couldn't see anything, and the feeling of loneliness in his heart was even worse, but he still gritted his teeth and resolutely got up and walked towards the top of the mountain.

After walking for a quarter of an hour, Long Xiaofeng saw from a distance that a red object was surging on the snow slope in front of him, and it was running extremely fast, like a bolt of lightning, as if it was chasing a prey.

Long Xiaofeng looked at it for a moment, and couldn't help but feel a burst of surprise, because the red thing actually ran towards the direction where he was, and in his heart, he hurriedly drew the long sword from his back again.

In less than a moment, Long Xiaofeng saw that the mass of things was only more than ten zhang away, and it was actually a red lizard, and in front of it was a small white fox, dodging from place to place, trying to escape the lizard's tracking. Soon the little white fox ran to his feet, and fell motionless at his feet.

Long Xiaofeng couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw that this white fox actually had three eyes, and said secretly: "There is actually a three-eyed white fox in this world, and it is really strange that it is not afraid of me." At this time, the lizard had also jumped in front of him, and its tongue kept sticking out in its mouth, and its already red body suddenly became snow-white, and it was actually a snow lizard.

On Mount Meru, there are three most common types of snow beasts: snow wolves, snow lizards, and snow bears. Although the snow lizard is not as terrible as the snow bear, it is much more difficult to deal with than the snow wolf, because it contains highly poisonous in its mouth, and it acts quickly and quickly.

Long Xiaofeng saw that the little white fox looked up at him, looking very cute, but his body kept shaking, his eyes were full of pleading and begging, and he couldn't help but feel pity, so he took a step forward and blocked the snow lizard for it.

The snow lizard was only a meter long, dragging a tail as thin as a whip, more than two meters from head to tail. It seemed to hesitate, turned its head to look at the little white fox, and suddenly jumped up to the ground and rushed towards the dragon howling wind.

Long Xiaofeng knew that the snow lizard's attack speed was far from comparable to that of the snow wolf, and when he saw it pounce, he hurriedly swung his sword and slashed down. The snow lizard swung its head, dodging the sword, and its tail rose up, curling down in mid-air. The dragon howling wind sword was so powerful that it plunged into the snow, and at the same time, the tail of the snow lizard had swept away.

With a snap, Long Xiaofeng only felt a hot stinging pain in his cheeks and ears, and he had been hit firmly.

"Good fellow! It turns out that its head attack is just a cover, and its tail is its real killer weapon. Long Xiaofeng endured the sharp pain on his face and thought to himself.

As soon as the snow lizard's body hit the ground, it rose up again and rushed towards the dragon howling wind. Long Xiaofeng had a lesson, and the long sword slash only used forty percent of his strength. The snow lizard's pounce was indeed a false momentum, and the tail that was lifted immediately struck down towards Long Xiaofeng's head.

Long Xiaofeng raised his sword to slash, and he could cut off its tail with a single sword, but the snow lizard suddenly rolled over, opened its mouth sideways and bit his right wrist. This change was in a hurry, Long Xiaofeng didn't have time to withdraw his hand to avoid it, and in shock, he hurriedly pulled his right arm, but the snow lizard bit his arm, and he was unwilling to let go. Long Xiaofeng hurriedly took the long sword in his left hand and stabbed it at the snow lizard's body, stabbing several times in a row before stabbing the snow lizard to death, but the snow lizard's mouth still firmly bit his wrist.

Long Xiaofeng had to cut the lizard's mouth with his sword, and then he pulled out his right hand, only to see two rows of tooth marks left on the steel ring on his right wrist, and a bloody mark on the edge of his palm. Long Xiaofeng tore through his clothes, tore off the strip of cloth and wrapped it firmly around his right arm, and kept pushing his right arm with his left hand, so that the poisonous blood flowed out as soon as possible. Rao was so, but he still felt dizzy, his right arm and his whole body gradually became numb, and then he lost consciousness.

Long Xiaofeng was lying on the snow, looking at the snowflakes floating in front of him, listening to the whistling wind in his ears, his head was empty, he really didn't know if everything in front of him was really illusory, and said in his heart: "Am I about to die?"

However, in a daze, Long Xiaofeng saw the little white fox walking to his right arm and stretching out his mouth to his wrist, he faintly felt a cool feeling spread from his wrist all over his body, and suddenly felt comfortable, and unconsciously fell asleep.